### Chapter 556: “Subhuman Girl Enthusiast”
Renee’s long black hair cascaded down her slightly tilted face, making her already pink cheeks, which were covered by her hands, appear even more blurred. As someone who loves to tease others, her current shyness and timidity only made her more alluring.
Maybe it’s a natural tendency for males?
Clearly, he had deeper relationships with many ladies and had seen scenes that were far more blood-pumping than this, yet he still felt especially moved by her current shyness.
“Renee.”
He spoke softly, somewhat awkwardly, and the Renee sitting on him with her face covered looked at him in confusion, but the next moment, she suddenly felt something, and her pupils slightly constricted.
“!”
She seemed to float up as if pricked by a needle and hurriedly retreated far back onto the ground beside them.
In a panic, she sat back on the ground, then instinctively touched her buttocks, her eyes darting around, and she started to stammer,
“Y-y-you don’t get so excited. I can’t take it, I can’t take it.”
“…Sorry.”
Fisher felt a mix of amusement and exasperation and could only apologize while lying on the ground.
“Aren’t you already at Mythical Rank? Why… how can you still not control yourself?”
“…I have reached Mythical Rank, but it doesn’t mean I’m dead.”
“Pff, don’t say that.”
Renee covered her face and leaned against her knees, turning her head away to avoid while admiring the beautiful scenery of that night.
Fisher took a few deep breaths and looked at his hands, feeling somewhat emotional.
In reality, he might really be able to change his body’s form, for he had read the Life Completion Manual like Erwind, and that chaotic knowledge allowed him to transform into a suitable form during the climbing process.
But deep down, he was unwilling to do so, or to put it more bluntly, he felt fear about it.
He worried that this kind of unconscious indulgence, like a frog boiled in warm water, would turn him into a madman like Erwind or Feilon, so he subjectively resisted the idea of becoming “inhuman.”
He didn’t know if this was right or wrong, as he had few references on this road.
Among those few, two had died at his hands.
They sat there on the beach, on the remnants and graves of the Tree Continent, enjoying the past sea breeze. Looking at the sea, in the silence that arose from their lack of conversation, perhaps they were both thinking of something, or maybe nothing at all, just gazing at the moonlight and each other.
With a trace of fragrance serving as a rope, tied to it were her shyness and a hesitant kiss, never advancing further yet seeming ample enough.
“Are you leaving tomorrow morning?”
After soaking in the moonlight for a while, it was Fisher who spoke first.
Renee hugged her knees and turned back to look at him, nodding and saying,
“Yeah, you know, I have things to handle in the Spirit Realm.”
“…How do I get to the Spirit Realm?”
“Why, do you want to see my true form?”
“Isn’t it visible here?”
Fisher pointed at the cold, clear moon in the sky as he spoke.
But his response amused Renee, causing her to cover her lips and laugh, saying,
“You don’t really think my true form is just this big chunk of the moon, do you?”
“…I was indeed ignorant.”
“This is just a manifestation of my true form in reality; my power’s projection is too obvious, causing the real satellite in the reality to be obscured.”
“Oh, I see. But I still want to see the real you.”
“You’re quite bold, you know. My true form is vastly different from a sorceress and the moon. If I were a super huge monster, I could just swallow you whole, and you’d be gone in an instant~”
“What’s there to worry about? I’ve just turned into a ball. Though I don’t want to admit it, my preferences are indeed quite strange.”
“Hahahaha.”
Renee laughed, unable to hold back the laughter, and wiped at the corner of her eyes with her hand.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, I’m just really happy, you know? An older sister like me can easily be touched by such straightforward words, even if they might just be to tease me.”
“I didn’t—”
Renee smiled at Fisher, interrupting his words, and suddenly said,
“But actually, I don’t want you to see my true form, Fisher.”
“Why?”
“Because the true form of a True God is not something that any existence can face. Even Demigods can be influenced by the presence of a True God, let alone those of lower ranks. Those at Nineteen Rank who see us will be seriously cursed, and those ranked lower will die instantly upon facing it.
“In the past, I heard that the archangel who governs the Holy Grail was cursed for directly gazing at Ouyun, and I don’t want you to be cursed, nor do I want you to keep climbing just to see me.”
Renee’s tone sounded a bit lonely as she smiled, looking at the “moon” hanging solitary in the sky, then spoke to Fisher,
“Moreover, I bear responsibilities that resemble shackles. My previous incarnation made grave mistakes for unknown reasons, and thus my true form is sealed by the gods, and no existence can approach.
“Furthermore, I can already walk the world in my avatar, and although I cannot change anything, it is already the mercy of Ramastia. It is because I can touch you that I can use ‘monitoring and controlling the Completion Manual’ as an excuse to stay by your side, to communicate and interact with you.”
Only now did Fisher truly understand Renee’s situation and finally grasp why she had lived so long yet still appeared so innocent, feeling such curiosity about everything.
She was a True God but also a prisoner, and he, having the Completion Manual, stepped onto the path of resolving the Apocalypse Prophecy, coincidentally became the one who could communicate and interact from outside her cage.
Her previous incarnation, the Mother, made a mistake, but the consequences of her demise were to be borne by her. It was hard to distinguish right from wrong; from either side’s perspective, there were arguments to counter. Many things in this world were originally like this, unclear and indistinct, just continuing to run as such.
He stopped discussing these matters, then stood up and said to Renee,
“Then, is there anything else you want to do? Let’s go tonight; it’s still early until dawn.”
“I don’t want to do anything. I just want to stay by your side like this.”
“Is this the wish of a True God?”
Renee chuckled darkly, pretended to wave her arms, and said,
“Alright, as my follower, dear Fisher, please offer me the proper sacrifices.”
“I don’t believe in the Mother.”
Renee charmingly blinked, touched her red lips with her finger, and said sweetly,
“What about your sister Renee? Can’t you believe in her?”
“…”
This woman, who was once so shy and timid, was now starting to tease him again, huh?
When the day comes, he would definitely catch her, then…
Fisher shook his head, the cold wind brushed past his cheek, dispersing their conversation, but the lingering fragrance blew back, once again pulling him into Renee’s gentle embrace.
“Fisher.”
She abruptly spoke.
Fisher raised his gaze to find her, but ultimately, the wind had scattered her words he couldn’t capture, leaving only her long hair fluttering and her pink earlobes.
She lowered her gaze a bit, not looking at Fisher, yet speaking to him.
Her smile was covered by her arms, but the meaning seeped through her words as she said with a smile,
“We… kissed today.”
“…”
Fisher’s throat felt dry, recalling the sweet kiss, leaving him momentarily at a loss for words.
Renee, who did not receive a reply, was not angry. Enclosed by her arms and legs, she turned slightly to look at Fisher with crescent-moon-like eyes.
“Next time… let’s try something different.”
“…Something different?”
“Y-y-you don’t get to say or ask just yet!”
“…Alright, let’s try next time.”
Fisher’s voice was hoarse as he replied with some difficulty.
Having said that, both lowered their heads slightly, lost in the clarity of the night and moonlight, lingering and drifting.
It was time to change the topic.
At this moment, Fisher, who was unusually reserved, thought.
It was only then that he suddenly remembered that Emhart fellow had disappeared somewhere.
He was about to bring this up to change the subject when Renee suddenly spoke up,
“Wait, where did that little guy go?”
Hmm, perhaps they were both thinking the same thing.
Fisher chuckled lightly and glanced around, but besides the waves, he saw nothing else.
“He went that way just now.”
“Shall we go look for him? It’s a good opportunity to take a walk.”
“Yeah, he mentioned he caught a whiff of something before he left, probably discovering some knowledge again?”
Renee floated up, following behind Fisher and surveying the surrounding peaks of the islands, and couldn’t help but say,
“What knowledge could there be here? I have to say, that little guy has a really keen nose; his sensitivity to knowledge is no different from a little puppy.”
“If you say that, he might get angry.”
“I’ll apologize to him, I’ll say it in secret, don’t tell him.”
“…”
Fisher followed the direction Emhart had taken for a long distance. The peaks ahead were high, and after a cursory glance back at Renee, she said,
“He’s right there halfway up the mountain. I wonder what he’s doing.”
Fisher nodded, then leaped up silently and nimbly, quickly crossing the lush mountains to a place also littered with wood building ruins.
It appeared to be remnants of Elven civilization; however, the exquisite shapes were completely unrecognizable, just scattered architectural fragments.
“Hey, hey.”
Among the rubble, below the mountain cliff, that square book was doing something, and Fisher only saw him lying there, constantly mouthing the nearby ruins.
“What are you doing?”
“Eh? You guys finished? That quickly? Wasn’t there more underwater activity?”
“…”
Emhart turned around, speaking with some curiosity, but upon seeing the faux smile on Renee’s face, he quickly hit the brakes, clearing his throat as he looked at the rubble ahead,
“Ahem! That Fisher, come help me quick! There’s something down here that smells really good!”
Fisher raised an eyebrow and lent a hand, effortlessly lifting the debris and tossing it aside.
The fragments, which had previously obscured the mountainside, were suddenly revealed, exposing the engravings on it.
Emhart couldn’t wait to fly up to record the contents but was astonished to find that he couldn’t understand what was on it.
“Wait, what is this? Elven script? What does it say?”
Renee also glanced at the characters on the stone wall, frowned and shook her head, exclaiming in surprise,
“How strange, I actually have no impression of these characters. This surely isn’t Elven script; we just saw Elven writing down below, this is…”
There was no other reason; the characters on the upper stone wall were square and strong, seeming to be engraved within, and Fisher recognized this writing more than once.
“This is… writing from another world, written by a Trans.”
Fisher needed only a fleeting glance to identify what this writing was. He scanned around and, finding all characters were regular squares, eliminated the possibility of it being from Tang Zeming Asuka’s hometown.
The writing she used had many more obvious, rounded symbols, but this script was different.
It was the text used by contributors to the “Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans.”
“A Trans? What does it say? Do you recognize it?”
Fisher had a translation artifact implanted by angels, so most times he could understand what others said. If a subhuman girl enthusiast spoke in front of him, he should understand them due to the soul-to-soul connection, but lifeless texts seemed not to work.
Elven script was recorded by the translation artifact, so he could understand that, and if modern Cardu writing were placed in front of the artifact, it wouldn’t recognize it either; it was the same principle.
“I don’t recognize it either, but maybe I could ask someone later. Emhart, you should note this down; there’s quite a bit of content.”
“Alright, no problem.”
Emhart began to record while Renee looked at Fisher and asked,
“Is this the writing of the Trans who killed the World Tree?”
“Not quite; I haven’t met anyone who uses this writing, but I’ve heard many stories about her. Perhaps my bizarre preferences may also be her fault.”
“Pff.”
Renee covered her mouth, looking at the serious Fisher and chuckling again. She lightly punched Fisher’s shoulder and then said,
“Well then, I have to blame her too.”
“Why?”
“If it weren’t for her, wouldn’t you have not met so many ladies? I wouldn’t feel so jealous!”
Fisher thought about it for a moment but still felt it was incorrect, shaking his head as he replied,
“If it weren’t for that subhuman girl enthusiast, we probably wouldn’t have met at all. The first Completion Manual was written by her, and it was her manual that kept you by my side.”
“Hmm, I guess I should thank her then.”
Renee smiled gently as she floated to Fisher’s shoulder and said.
Fisher was about to say something when his peripheral vision caught the dead-fish-eyed Emhart.
He had finished recording what was written above, but looking at the two in front of him, he felt no joy in having recorded knowledge at all.
He felt like a dog kicked on the roadside, his only purpose in coming here was to jot down these phrases he couldn’t understand.
He swore that the next time this happened, he would never come back, even if it meant dying outside, he wouldn’t want to be a third wheel!
Fortunately, Renee was truly understanding. She turned to look at the slanted moon on the horizon and suggested to Fisher,
“Shall we head back to the Southern Continent?”
“So soon?”
“Tonight is enough for me; I’m quite satisfied. If we return any later, the conflicts between the Dragon Race and the Whale Folk will become irreconcilable once again. Although I would love to see that, it’d be better if you don’t have to read those things again because of it.”
“…How do you know?”
“Don’t look at me; I have no interest in watching them. I’m afraid that if I watch too long, I wouldn’t be able to help but take them out. I just happened to pass by when I went to fetch clothes and caught a glimpse of their situation, that’s all.”
Renee lightly snorted, preparing to float away. She didn’t continue this topic but instead looked at Fisher and said,
“Should I send you back to the Dragon Court now?”
“No, Renee, first take me to the Northern fake Dragon Court; any city will do.”
“Fake Dragon Court?”
Fisher nodded, the events that had occurred in the Healing Rot Church of the Northern Region clearly recalled in his mind. He said,
“I need to make a call.”
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